January 16, 2010
...is better than having the Blues, don't you think?
I have butterflies.
Now, what is it we mean when we say that? That we get the butterflies? Such a funny thing to say. Lovely.
What I mean when I say it is that no, no literal, real butterflies. Even though that would be pretty cool. (And scary too, if they flew too close. But that's another story).
No, I'm talking about butterflies inside, in the belly, in the mind at times. Underneath my pillow at night.
Because there's a little hope, a little little chance that something good is about or could possibly happen. In the future, sometime, over there on the horizon.
And that hope is enough. It gives me the butterflies.
And when things get a bit blue, I remind myself of those little flying creatures, and it's all good again.
Image via Mel Stampz, so sorry for being unable to find the original creator of this lovely image, whoever you are!
Posted by Hermione at 10:27 PM